They are different colors of life
A neighbor of mine had a little maid she maltreated.
She was too small for the work she does.
In fact one could tell when they enter our house that the little girl was a maid.
All the hardwork in the house was done by the little girl. Why my neighbors children will be sleeping, she would wake Nneka the maid to run house chores.
This went in for years until the little maid was matured enough, she left the house to her parents.
Her madam woke her early in the mother and only allowed her to sleep late at night, this little girl respected her madam very one, and I respect her for that;. because no day pass by without her madam yelling at her.
I asked her one day while she didn't just go back to her family house, but she told me. Ayochidi. I have no where to go, if I go home where will I begin? At least my madam is making sure I go to school. Even though she is always the last to go to school from our compound. She had the brain of a major lady.
When her madam children were finally grown. They couldn't do anything at home, be it house chores or cooking. They lacked the basic skills in doing any.
Few years later Nneka came back to her madam's house. She came with a man.
She introduced the man as her husband. She met the man when she went for an occasion and she cooked the meal which was served.
Mind you, Nneka learnt how to cook from her madam. They man couldn't get enough of the meal and he asked to know who was the hand and face behind the delicious meal and Nneka was introduced to him.
The rest was history. Nneka came to thank her madam for training her well to know how to prepare the delicious meal that brought her husband to her.
While her madam thought she was maltreating and punishing her, she was rather training her to be a better person.
Her madam lived in regret for the rest of her live for not doing same to her kids who were now rather lazy.
She received the gifts Nneka brought to her.
Nneka was no longer living in the same state as her madam, but even as that after her wedding from the far state she lived she still dim it feet to come thank her madam.
Morals: The ways of God is different from man. There are different colors of life.
She was too small for the work she does.
In fact one could tell when they enter our house that the little girl was a maid.
All the hardwork in the house was done by the little girl. Why my neighbors children will be sleeping, she would wake Nneka the maid to run house chores.
This went in for years until the little maid was matured enough, she left the house to her parents.
Her madam woke her early in the mother and only allowed her to sleep late at night, this little girl respected her madam very one, and I respect her for that;. because no day pass by without her madam yelling at her.
I asked her one day while she didn't just go back to her family house, but she told me. Ayochidi. I have no where to go, if I go home where will I begin? At least my madam is making sure I go to school. Even though she is always the last to go to school from our compound. She had the brain of a major lady.
When her madam children were finally grown. They couldn't do anything at home, be it house chores or cooking. They lacked the basic skills in doing any.
Few years later Nneka came back to her madam's house. She came with a man.
She introduced the man as her husband. She met the man when she went for an occasion and she cooked the meal which was served.
Mind you, Nneka learnt how to cook from her madam. They man couldn't get enough of the meal and he asked to know who was the hand and face behind the delicious meal and Nneka was introduced to him.
The rest was history. Nneka came to thank her madam for training her well to know how to prepare the delicious meal that brought her husband to her.
While her madam thought she was maltreating and punishing her, she was rather training her to be a better person.
Her madam lived in regret for the rest of her live for not doing same to her kids who were now rather lazy.
She received the gifts Nneka brought to her.
Nneka was no longer living in the same state as her madam, but even as that after her wedding from the far state she lived she still dim it feet to come thank her madam.
Morals: The ways of God is different from man. There are different colors of life.
